WebringsLinksMain AerieA computer screen appears before you, screen pulsing and swirling like mad.
"This is my electronic communications interface. Actually... could you show yourself, please?"
A small figure emerges from the monitor... a tiny figure, crafted of mercury, holding a pad and... with a fountain pen for an arm.
"Greetings! I am the mailer daemon." The figure looks at himself. "Ah! I see he's updated the device in here. This is a much better form than that stupid one outside. Anyway, simply activate me and type your message, whatever it is. Send it along... you know the drill... and I'll make sure it gets to him." The figure stands poised to receive dictation, pen barely off the surface of the paper. You feel you should at least leave a message...
The guardian daemon points out the way to: